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ONESHOT "Brye," Kate tried to push the hair away. I gasped and jumped away from her hand even though I knew she would never hurt me. I tried to wipe away my tears but they wouldn't stop falling. Kellan sucked in a deep breath and I knew he had seen at least a small part of my face. (**Deals with the subject of Abuse**)

-ONE SHOT- I was in love with him... the frat boy... the guy who lived across the hall. But he would only talk with me when he was drunk; otherwise, he'd act like I didn't exist. Talk about being unlucky in love.

He was quiet, brooding and closed off. He sat next to me every class, even following me when I changed seats. He never talked, never looked my way and if it weren’t for that damn Morrissey shirt, I’d have kicked his stalking ass. ONESHOT.

-ONE SHOT- "Because every time you were drunk in this apartment, you ended up getting it on with Santos. It must be an automatic reaction every time you drink now, correct?" He had no idea how right he was...

She's just the sweet girl who sells cupcakes. He's just the charming guy who buys them. She has a crush. He has something up his sleeve. Pure, unadulterated, happy, non-dramatic fluff. rated M for some language and some, yknow. Some eventual schmex.

Working as a nanny and writing a novel was the plan. Adoring the red haired six year old and dealing with the cold absent father wasn't part of the dream, nor were steamy nights, an engagement ring, or the drama of the cold, rich and snobby.

After continual pressure from her mom, 21 year old Jessica Martin in an act of desperation hires an escort to play her boyfriend on a trip home for Thanksgiving. When she hired Justin Campbell she wasn't expecting a hottie, that made her body sing.

Mallory Flowers hates the month of April. Too much rain, she thinks. Not enough sun. But Connor, he loves the rain – he says the heat makes him cranky. “Then why do you carry around that umbrella?” she asks. “In case I run into you.” ONESHOT.

Every Friday, Riley gets home from work and parks his car around the block because the guests at Jasper’s parties always block Riley's driveway. So when Riley parks in his own driveway on a Friday, he gets pretty suspicious. Birthday present for Emily.

How far will he have to go to get to a girl who wants nothing to do with him? And just how much of her past will he have to uncover to fully understand her? Talking to her obviously isn't an option. REWRITE, MUTISM, REVIEW PLEASE

A plain Jane with a troubled past & heartbroken heir to a multi-billion dollar business. Is fate destined to only give them seven days? Please read and let me know: Should their relationship be given another chance? COMPLETE: Unless, you want it continue.

It was like rubbing salt into an open wound. For the second time today spite tempted me, and God, I was sorely tempted. I met Danny’s eyes. “Even though I want to, I wouldn’t,” I said, standing up. “I do have morals.”

Slash Bryan knows better than to fall for straight men. Though that doesn't explain why he's in the Caribbean, alone in a honeymoon resort lusting after the unattainable Jon. But Jon isn't acting unattainable, and Bryan can't help being interested.

I really don’t want to spend Christmas at Aunt Sue’s; she’ll ruin the holiday for me completely. Her, along with her Daughters from Hell, and that would really suc—oh, look! A cute boy! Hmm... Maybe this won’t suck, after all. An Xmas Oneshot. SLASH.

He WAS a pain in my ass, but now I love him. How is that even possible? A scheming roommate, her gay best friend, HIS best friend, a trip to Italy, and drama-filled dances, that's how. Funny, now Prince Charming wears wife-beaters. How unfortunate.

We needed to work on his people skills. Still, he was pretty, and when I say pretty, I mean he was handsome, and gorgeous, and had to work on his conversation skills; how where we going to bond on the flight if he wasn’t going to talk? *OneShot*

“YES! Of course I will,” I run up to him, and fling my arms around his neck, planting a great big kiss, “you know I want to be with you forever. I told you the first time I met you!” “That was a little strange,” FOR THE POP THE QUESTION CONTEST

You're cheating on me, aren't you?" I explode. "What? No!" he cries. No use denying it, buddy. Mama Ash knows all. --A short Humor/Romance OneShot; Ashley's boyfriend comes home late one night, what is his excuse? Rated T for language.

Will you be my wife?" "Not a chance in hell." The answer was the same every time. "This is the last time," she insisted. He laughed inwardly. She really believed it when she said it. How could she be so naive? FOR POPPING THAT QUESTION CONTEST.

Damon had been my best friend forever, and although there was always a cloud of possessiveness integrated in some of his actions, which, in this case involved a two year old kissing me on the cheek and stomping his foot, in regards to goodbyes...RXR onesh

You can't like me. Look at me, I'm just... weird and strange and awkward." He looks at her. He's not sure what she's been smoking/drinking but there is nothing weird and strange and awkward going on here. FLUFF, please indulge yourself.

“Oh, come on. She likes me and you like me. That’s a start right? You do have something in common.” My best friend said, defending his girl, .Silently I said, Wrong. She likes you. I love you. Those are two different things.

Sophie hates her step-mother, Marilyn. Her hatred only intensified when she forced her to marry some random guy half-way around the world. Sophie tried to hate him but he was so good-looking that she had the tendency to forget.

Let me get this straight. You're telling me that for three-hundred and sixty-four days out of the year, you sit around doing nothing about people's love-lives and then, this one day, you decide to don your toga and wings? ONE-SHOT

Even if it was cliché, the too good girl finally tamed the too bad boy. It had taken a bubblegum chewing fairy to find his heart and all he wanted to do now was be worthy. And all she wanted to do was be his. SKoW Member Challenge - Bubblegum

He sat there in silence and I watched his frosty breath, listened to him inhale and exhale. I was afraid that if I looked into his warm eyes or noticed how red his ears were turning or saw his crazy, curly hair blowing around, I wouldn’t be able to focus.

Twoshot. "What did you just say?" "Absolutely nothing." "A...Snickers?" "No. I lied. You're being an ass and won't illegally alter my grades, so I'm denying you the heaven of chocolate." "I'm being good teacher -- " "Keep telling yourself that."

Holy hell, was that an arm draped across my chest? I screamed and pushed the limb off of my body, scooting across the bed to get away. There was a man lying next to me, and I'll be damned if I had agreed to him being there.

“You said to him something akin to that you couldn’t turn being mad off,” He says and I look down at him, meeting his icy blue eyes and straightened lips, “you can’t turn feelings off either, Stevie. It’s not that simple." For BREAKING UP, MAKING UP.

You think I like him? You've got to be kidding. Darren Teigan is the most stubborn, pompous, pigheaded, egotistical creature that ever existed." Emma says nothing and I blanch. "He's... right behind me, isn't he..." COMPLETE.

One-Shot Maggie can't help but to be attracted to Jake - a dangerous, cold, gorgeous guy. After he saves her from being raped by her crazy boyfriend, she can't help but to like him even more. She knows it could get messy, but she doesn't care anymore.

Adele is 17 and has spent 15 years of her life in a boarding school for Orphans and abandoned children. She is trapped, that is until a strange visitor comes to the school, looking for a bride. Which isn't unusual, except for the fact he's a vampire

Sequel to Two Days Ago. Slash. Cade’s been acting weird, and I can’t figure out why. But I know it all started one week ago when his Super Rainbow Stalker showed up at his door at 8 in the morning and—oh. That twink is going down.

It isn’t much. Red, silly little design on the front. Zipper, a hood. Not very thick. You know the jacket I’m talking about. The one that he wears every day, and is undoubtedly HIS because no one else would DARE to try and wear the same thing."

Slash. I swear, this boy’s the definition of calm and collected. I doubt he even knows how to be angry. Even when he found out his boyfriend was cheating on him, he was all suave and cool about it. Seriously? Hell! Nana would love him...Oh...Nana...

I never broke the best friend rule until now, when I got a little bit too friendly with my best friend. And the incidence of too much friendliness did not just involve lips. There was also a bed mixed in there somewhere. And nakedness. A lot of nakedness.

In the door opening, holding the door, stood the guy I hated the most in the whole world. His blonde hair was lying disheveled on his head; his sharp gray eyes were staring at me, equally disgusted as I was. I didn't have anywhere else to go though...

Public bus rides are gross. I think it's ten times as bad when you're obsessed with cleaning any filthy surface. But Audrey finds more than dirt on her trip. And wouldn't you like to know what she found? Mysophobia: the fear of germs. Condition: stable.

COMPLETE. I just wanted to sleep through Sex Ed class, but it doesn't seem that he was going to let me. Then he claims that I'm a stalker, decides to sit with me at my lovely loner table, and plants himself right into my life. So much for staying a loner.

“Well at least I don’t hook up with every blonde bimbo who crosses my path,” I say venomously, which was so, so stupid. Allison James isn’t even blonde – I’m a blonde. I just called myself a bimbo! Aw, jeez. I really need to work on my comebacks.

“So I take it I’m not getting any tonight?” That WOULD be the first thing he says to me when he finds out we're locked in a room together. So even with "No" for an answer, how is it I find myself in bed with him, falling harder with every passing second?

“Is this where I try to make you laugh?” he murmured against my hair a few moments later. I allowed a happy little grin to steal across my face. This was kind of nice. Cozy even. I wiggled my toes contentedly inside my mismatched polka-dot socks. One-shot

ONE SHOT. "Yep, I'm naked," he said. "Wanna join me?" I’ve read stories about uncomfortable and whacky situations to find your soul mate. But…me in a clown suit, him in his birthday suit and us abandoned on the roof with no way down? Alright then...

She's the kind of girl who does what she's told, and thinks the way she's been taught to think. He's the guy without a dad and to which music means everything. Maybe it's time she opened her eyes. Review please New Version

Are you sure you want a job here, though?" I asked, stealing another glance at his appearance. "And why not? I like ice-cream just as much as the next guy. And besides." He grinned and motioned to my apron. "I look damn stunning in pink."

ONE SHOT. “Aw, c’mon, Kee, you angry?” He smiled cheekily. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Three Kit Kat bars?” Damn. He took out the big guns. “Fine.” I snatched the bars before he could make me beg. “But only because I’m low on supplies.”

Zooey has always had a thing for Noah, but knew it couldn't happen. She's just not that kind of girl. But when Noah comes back just in time for her sister's wedding, things start to get a little steamy. Is this love and, if so, why does it hurt like hell?

He's made me jump off the swings, steal that candy bar, wear underwear on top of my head for a whole week, confess my love for Bo, the dog, and stick my hand in a port-a-potty seat. So, why did it come as a surprise to me when he dared me to love him?

So you’re friends with someone all your life but then they randomly dump you. After two years of hostility and wondering what the hell you did wrong they finally offer you the explanation you demanded. How do you react? Oneshot. MM slash.

-ONE SHOT- He was just the creepy dude who insisted on hovering over my shoulder every morning while I tried to drink my coffee. Obviously the only reason I let him keep doing it without punching him in the face was because he always helped me finish the daily crossword. That had to be the only reason... right?

-ONE SHOT- The guy I liked had the hearts of every girl in the school. It didn't help that one of my closest friends who would actually be perfect for him was one of his many admirers. What else could I do but to take a back seat and just make as many wishes as possible at 11:11?

Makoto meets Kiri in a odd fashion - he almost runs him over with his car. Kiri nurses him back to health and he leaves. Is this a one time chance meeting or something that will change both their lives? YAOI.

“If you had said the words “I love you” to me a week ago, I would have believed you. I would be on cloud nine, ready to spend the rest of my life with you... But that was a week ago... Before I saw what was in your eyes when you looked at her..."

[ONE SHOT] I was the loser university student who still sat on Santa's lap at the mall. How was I supposed to know Santa was my age this year? After all, isn't St. Nick supposed to be an old, jolly fat man?

[ONE SHOT] Everyday after fourth block, I'd walk through the same empty stairwell. Of course, it wasn't exactly empty considering how the most beautiful guy in school passed me everyday. Too bad he had no intentions of ever talking to me. [extreme fluff!]

[One Shot] The day started normally. However, at precisely 7:52am in the middle of a school hallway, I suddenly found myself pinned against the wall and kissing James Whitaker, the hottest guy on campus. And did I mention that he tastes like peppermint?

It started out as a simple bet, who ever could ask the spacey outcast Kelly out first wins. But what happens when someone decides this a game not woth playing. How far will he go to stop it? Rated T for language and violence

Complete. A victim of rape, Sapphire never suspected that the rumors of vampires were true, nor did she think she would meet one and he would ease her past pains away. After all, they were evil, right? Two shot

Be my girlfriend." - "You just met her!" - "You did just meet me. Unless you've been stalking me, in which case I'd have to say yes since you've tried so hard." - "So the only way you'll be my girlfriend is if I told you I've been stalking you" / FINISHED